Girl has a Snack

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Today Girl ate a green crayon. Father was making a grocery list while Mother showered and I wrote the previous blog post. Girl was unattended for perhaps 2 minutes, but her lips and mouth were green for many hours.

Tomorrow I will drop Girl off at Awesome S’s daycare, as Boy has a doctors appointment at 8am to which both Mother and Father are accompanying him. I will tell Awesome S to watch out for bright green poops.

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